Yue Zhong was also helpless, and could only take out a set of clothing from his storage ring and helped the little loli dress.
He had just helped her to put on the clothes, when she lightly pulled at them, and ripped them apart.
Yue Zhong’s face grimaced in helplessness under the Sea Mask, and tried to coax her as though he was speaking to a kid: “Wear your clothes!! Wear your clothes, I’ll be nice!”
“Wear...Clo..thes..! Nice...nice!” The little silver-haired loli immediately picked up on that little bit of Chinese and allowed Yue Zhong to dress her again.
Once she put them on, she pounced into his embrace again, giggling adorably.
Yue Zhong ruffled her hair and said: “Since you have a head of pretty silver hair, I’ll call you Yin Shuang (Silver Frost).”
Yin Shuang seemed to understand, as she repeated her name slowly: “Yin...Shuang!”
